And I'm seriuisu.
Ic ant; types good,
i'm in pasin,
my legsa, i want to stab them to make teh ain go away.
ia shant returrn for at leasdt a day or two...
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I hate you, I hate life, I hate me. Now as the gust of wind blows her hair across her face. she learned how to dance finger tips across his lips, but never mine. Pardon me miss, could you blow me a kiss? I think I better call it all quits....
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